Casey’s POV.
Roman and I both pull on those hideous vests of shame and walk out to find cleaning supplies and I look at my twin and he sighs and grabs his cart and I do the same thing.
“I’ll tackle my room, you tackle mom and dads and we will meet back here in an hour.” I say to him and he nods his head and we walk in opposite directions. I enter my room and I had the foresight to clean up some of it last night so I don’t have much to do, really.
I strip the bed, and pull on fresh bedding. Before moving to the bathroom. I grab the shower gel and shampoo and get rid of them and scrub the bathroom until it sparkles and not from glitter. I walk them into the closet and find the cannons and bombs and get rid of them. I grab the vacuum and vacuum up as much glitter as I can and remove all t
